We have such a terrible, terrible misconception of science. We think it involves the definite, the precise, the known; it is a horrid series of gates to an unknown as vast of the universe; which means endless.

Hell's Bells ringing, my secret music.

You are someone worth loving

It's an awful truth that suffering can deepen us, give a greater lustre to our colours, a richer resonance to our words. That is, if it doesn't destroy us, if it doesn't burn away the optimism and the spirit, the capacity for visions, and the respect for simple yet indispensable things.

My greatest sin has always been that I have a wonderful time being myself

If I am an angel, paint me with black wings.

I do not read the ancient languages, but I am beginning to study Greek.